Animals - San Franciscan Nights lyrics

This following program is dedicated to the city and people of

San Franciscan, who may not know it but they are beautiful and so

is their city this is a very personal song, so if the viewer

cannot understand it particularly those of you who are European

residents save up all your brand and fly trans love airways to

San Franciscan U.S.A., then maybe you'll understand the song, it

will be worth it, if not for the sake of this song but for the

sake of your own peace of mind.

Strobe lights beam create dreams

walls move minds do too

on a warm San Franciscan night

old child young child feel alright

on a warm San Franciscan night

angels sing leather wings

jeans of blue Harley Davisons too

on a warm San Franciscan night

old angels young angels feel alright

on a warm San Franciscan night.

I wasn't born there perhaps I'll die there

there's no place left to go, San Franciscan.

Cop's face is filled with hate

heavens above he's on a street called love

when will they even learn

old cop young cop feel alright

on a warm San Franciscan night

the children are cool

they don't raise fools

it's an american dream

includes indians too.